Suddenly, the block started to gleam and a light from it struck me before shaded off. A ghost-like white dragon was standing majestically under our gaping eyes.
- What happened? I asked.
The dragon turned into a blue-eyed young woman with hair as white as snow. I felt a vigorous loneliness inside her.
- Kisara! Shouted Seto.
And I knew precisely what she was.
Seto hurried to the sort of hologram, his hand going through the fragile girl while he wanted to take hers. When he looked at me, I could read an incredible frustration printed on his face.
- That'll be problematic, how can I do?
I frowns, didn't understand what he meant.
- To keep my promise.
Here was coming his speech time? Seto came back next to me, explaining:
- I don't know how, I've been in ancient Egypt. Incredible things happened. Especially my meet with my me of this time, if I can say that in this way. I've seen his beloved girl, Kisara, die in his arms. He's noticed my presence and has made me swear to find his reincarnation and protect her – for want of fall in love with her and make my life with her as he wanted.
I was blushing, finding his story extremely romantic.
- How stupid, Kisara was definitely a lucky girl. The you of ancient Egypt must have been an extraordinary lover.
Seto turned away, obviously offended.
- Well, you know, your task will be complicated…
Abruptly interested, his looked at me again.
- This girl…is the human form of one of three of my white dragons, and they're part of my soul. Seto, I'm sure your other you didn't know but he requested you to protect one of the three white dragons. Nonsense in the end, because that's me.
I turned to Kisara's ghost, aware of the gorgeous president's stunned look on my back.
- This girl, Kisara. My dragon, my soul. She personifies my lonely, pure, special and rejected side and also the infinite love I can give to someone. Thank you again, Seto. I remember what happened in Egypt during this distant past… I start to believe that I'd never know my entire life of Ex-Red Queen. Let me show you the rest.
My arm pointed to another block which was also shining. In the manner of the first, I was hit by an intense light which died just after. A second dragon stood up by Kisara's side, with the same physical aspect, and, imitating her, it took a human form.
- Here is the human form of the second head: as you see, it's a solitary and gruff man, sometimes wrathful by the way. Here is the incarnation of my everlasting loneliness, my hysterical bloodthirsty side of Mibu, endlessly in pursuit of genocide to perpetuate. According to his souvenirs, he lived as a recluse to avoid this kind of conflagration. All in all, he's also paradoxically my lunatic, impatient and sage side. A complex personality.
I sighed in anticipation of the rest.
- Wait, you're telling me all of Egyptians who used these stones weren't humans but residues of Mibu?
- No. From my memory, I know there were humans who had subdued monsters, and I know there were human forms of monsters who had subdued other monsters. Rare were humans who submitted strong creatures. Most of humans had weak monsters, the most dangerous were free often in human forms and had tamed the weaker.
- And the third head, who was it?
- Hm, well, ok, I'll show you the main head of the ultimate blue eyes white dragon which had have to be separated in three… He represents the thinking head, my ambitions, my excessive self-esteem as a Mibu and also my advanced sense of justice and my exacerbated emotionalism.
I invited for the last time the special light to blind me and show us the last white dragon. When he turned into his human form, I say, as expected, Seto grew pale.
